" You are to keep them right where they are now or there will be further consequences." The threat hung in the air like a cloud.I heard his footsteps ...nd then an odd snapping rubber sound and then he was standing next to me. A hand landed on my right bottom-cheek and moved it outward, exposing me even more. Before I could react a finger landed right on the ring of my anus. It moved in little circles and I could feel something squishy, like it was applying some sort of salve to my most private. ”My mind went back to the time when Tom visited us for a couple of days and Ryan had be tied to the bed and blindfolded. I got fucked and I was never sure who had fucked me. Ryan knew but he wouldn’t tell me.Was Tom just admitting to his mate that he HAD fucked me?I got a little wet rush and realise that my hand was rubbing my pussy.Later that day, when we were eating and Tom’s mate had left, I asked Tom to let me know if he was bringing one of his mates over. I told him it had been. So the next day Claire comes over and I remember talking about work initially and then she laid out something to the effect of: “so did you bring a pair?” That’s when I pulled the old mocs out of plastic bag and said “yes”. She looked them over slid her barefoot out of her sandal and slipped into my wife’s moc. Now I could say a huge smile came over her face but that would be not true. What she did say was they fit. She took off her other sandal put on the other moc… rocked her heels up in the. The slow build of her orgasm will start. She shifts her butt and legs, getting squirmy with the steadiness of my motion.Next I move back up and lick her clit with the flat of my tongue, a lush wash of spit dripping and lubricating the strokes. She will often whisper my name and say sweet sexy things to me like, "No one makes me cum like you, April." "I couldn't wait to feel your mouth on my clit today, babe." "I want you to love it when I cum, April." Things like that.Now I lock in, my motion.